A Proper Burial

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A Proper Burial

Quest giver
Isembard
Location
Eastern Thanalan (X:13.9, Y:23.6)
Quest line
Seventh Umbral Era
Level
18
Required items
1 Embalmed Corpse Icon.png  Embalmed Corpse
Experience
Experience 6,480
Gil
Gil 0
Previous quest
Main Scenario QuestWhat Poor People Think
Next quest
Main Scenario QuestFor the Children
Side QuestSteaking Claims
Patch
2.0
Links
EDB GT

Isembard would like you to learn what you can from the clergy.

— In-game description


Rewards

Choose one of the following options:

Steps

Journal

  • Isembard would like you to learn what you can from the clergy.
  • You have gently placed the embalmed body at the foot of the grave. Perform one final duty for the deceased and provide him a proper burial.
  • You have interred the dearly departed as Isembard requested. Return to Marques and tell him the deed is done.
  • Marques admits to knowing little of the commonfolk. He suggests you speak to Sister Ourcen within the church.
  • Sister Ourcen informs you that while the commonfolk confide a great many things in her, she has not heard anything that might help your investigation. Return to Camp Drybone and speak to Isembard once more.
  • Upon your return to Isembard at Camp Drybone, the ever-dashing Thancred appears to greet you. To Isembard's dismay, he suspects that the only person who could take the vigilant commonfolk by surprise is the very Sister Ourcen who takes their confession. Isembard, however, is not so easily convinced.

Dialogue

Accepting the Quest

Isembard: If we would know what the commonfolk speak of to their gods, we've no better place to ask than at the Church of Saint Adama Landama. It is a small and humble church, found to the northwest of here. 
Isembard: And so long as you are headed there...might I ask you to deliver this embalmed corpse? A morbid request, I grant you, but it must be borne to burial, and I trust none more than you to see it done. 
Isembard: Seek out a man named Marques─he tends the graves of the lichyard. He will tell you where the body is to be interred. 

Speaking with Marques

Marques: I am Marques, yes. A body? Of course... 
There...there have been...so many bodies of late... 
Marques: I... I apologize, miss/sir. If you seek a place of burial, then there is an empty grave atop the ridge. Take the path and lay him to rest there.

Reporting Back to Marques

Marques: May they all walk in Thal's realm... 
...What? Missing people? I...I'm afraid I cannot help you. 
Marques: But maybe Sister Ourcen can. She has been kind to me.
Everyone...everyone has been so kind.                       
Marques: I don't know why, though. I... 
Pardon me. You will find Sister Ourcen within the church walls.

Speaking to Sister Ourcen

Ourcen: I hear you have done us the service of burying a fallen soul. Please accept our gratitude, and extend it to Isembard when next you see him.  
Ourcen: Hm? You seek knowledge of missing Drybone inhabitants? It is true I am closer to the people than any other of the Order. I confide in them, and they in me. When they wish to speak to their keeper, Thal, I am the medium through which they do. 
Ourcen: Should I learn anything pertinent, I will be sure to share the information with you. <sigh> I only wish Marques would be more helpful in the matter. I pray he did nothing to offend. He saw...terrible things during the Calamity... His scars run deep. Indeed, he seems to now prefer the company of the dead over the living. 
Ourcen: While tragic, I fear such behavior ill befits the church. I received word not long ago that one of our recent visitors─a man called Thancred, I believe─took offense at his conduct. I must have words with Marques, and soon.

Speaking to Isembard (Cutscene)

Isembard: Thank you, [First name]. A burial is no easy thing─even when the departed is a stranger. Were you able to learn aught of the missing commonfolk? 
Thancred: You've been keeping yourself rather busy of late, haven't you, [First name]? 
Thancred: A pleasure, my dear Isembard. The name is Thancred, and I share a passion with you and our mutual friend here for learning what has become of these missing persons and why. 
Thancred: I, too, spoke with Ungust─more times than I care to count. There seems to be some truth to this notion of the commonfolk speaking their secrets only to those in service to the gods. 
Thancred: Prostration, prayer, penance. Abject deeds done behind closed doors, away from prying eyes. Who better to take the pious unawares than she who takes confession─the good Sister Ourcen herself? 
Isembard: Ourcen!? She wouldn't... She couldn't! 
Thancred: Even the most beautiful roses have thorns, my friend. And you would be wise to keep an eye to this rose. 
Thancred: Still, the lichkeeper Marques... I'd swear to the Twelve I've seen that face elsewhere before... 

Optional Dialogue

Marques: It's all wrong. I...I should have...